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    July 18

    ZED

    I had the opportunity to see ZED, the latest install from Cirque Du Soleil at the Ikspiari complex in Tokyo. The show was a feast for the eyes. When you can afford this treat I highly suggest you take in a Cirque Du Soleil show.

    My one complaint is that the shows music has not been released for sale yet. Unfortunately that was the only souvenir I wanted, oh no pictures allowed.
    July 06

    Algebra

    Maths, not a misspelling for those of us that grew up in a British structured educational system. Maths was not my strong suit. Now that hindsight is more objectively reflective for me, I will frankly say I didn't apply myself. These few words are not about Maths.

    I discovered the soul artist Algebra Blessett, in early 2008, and I am still hooked. She is signed to Kedar Entertainment Group, the same gentleman who graciously introduced us to Erykah Badu. Yeah, Algebra is that serious! She invokes the same feelings that Lauren, Erykah, and, Jill did when I initially listened to their lyrics. I knew I would a life long fan. I gave y'all an open invite awhile ago to iLike. You can check out her music on my personal iLike page. Access the direct link from either my Spaces page or on my Spaces profile page. Enjoy!

    July 05

    Liv Warfield

    I have discovered the music of Liv Warfield. If I could write and sing, her sound is what my internal melody would be. I am shocked that it took this long to discover her. Amazon MP3 player is my purveyor of choice. Yes, I own an iPod however, I have been on an iTunes boycott for the last year. Actually two years, y'all know it goes against my nature to be confined by rules. I have been searching for something better than iTunes ever since I had difficulties burning iTunes purchased music to CD. Now I purchase music from Amazon.com MP3.

    I downloaded Liv' entire album for $5.99. The money saved, I give to the different causes I believe in. I don't recall who told me that little drops of water make the mighty ocean. So, please share your five, ten or fifteen dollars a month to a cause close to your heart. Every red cent helps create a better life for all humans. Got knowledge, please share, got a dollar left over each month, please share. I believe that we are all givers. What have you given lately?

    Growing Into Our Names

    My girlfriend believes that we all grow into our names. She feels strongly about contemplating the name of a child. Give thanks to all who impart wisdom into your life. I have recently been struck with curiosity about the meaning of my name. I have more so in the past been driven about the sign I was born under. I am sixty percent Virgo. I am one hundred percent butterfly.

    I was in high school when I was struck with the realization that I was a transient soul. The appeal of traveling was quite strong, even at that young age. I can recall wanting to work for the U.N. at seventeen. I intrinsically new that it would afford me a mobile life. Here I sit in my apartment in Japan thankfully inhaling the ocean air . The feeling of deja vu strikes me, and the seventeen year old girl in me smiles. The surety of that child strikes me with wonderment.

    Oh, there is room for the expansion of awareness, life would be so boring if this is it. I am still excited about what I will feel like in ten years. At times I feel like wearing a shirt that says Pardon this human, growth in process. I am grateful that I can acknowledge that I am seldom as awkward in this skin as I sometimes feel. It's already okay.... my catchphrase for my inner circle. It has been so before this butterfly decided. Thankfully all is just so. Today, I am thankful for hindsight. Can you appreciate how much you have grown into the person you somehow knew you would be?

    June 18

    Namibia sterilizing women with HIV/AIDS without their concent or knowledge

    I am angry. I know the best way to harness it is to shout from the rafters. The government of Namibia on June 10, 2009 hosted the HIV/AIDS Implementers meeting. Below is the article that started my ranting. Below the news article is the link to the press release of the HIV/AIDS meeting by the Namibian government. Let's get these issues into the spot light.

    Geoffrey York

    Windhoek From Monday's Globe and Mail, Tuesday, Jun. 16, 2009 02:57AM EDT

    A few weeks after giving birth to a baby boy by Caesarian section, Hilma Nendongo went back to hospital to have the stitches removed. A nurse glanced at her medical record and casually asked her a horrifying question.

    “Oh,” the nurse said, “did they tell you that you had been sterilized?”

    Ms. Nendongo, a 30-year-old villager from northern Namibia who barely spoke English, tore through her personal health card, looking for a clue to what had been done to her in the state hospital.

    She couldn't read any of the doctor's scrawled handwriting, except for the word “stop” and the word “closed.” She later discovered the sickening truth: this was a common code for a tubal ligation, the most frequent form of sterilization in Namibia.

    She suddenly remembered that the hospital staff had told her to sign some papers as she entered the operating room for her C-section. Nobody had explained the papers.

    “It was a very big shock,” she said, brushing back tears. “I was very emotional. I cried a lot. I wanted a sister for my three boys, and now I can't have one.”

    She returned to the hospital to search for the doctor who had sterilized her. She hoped that somehow he could reverse the operation. But every time she went to the hospital, the staff said the doctor was busy or away.

    Ms. Nendongo didn't know it at the time, but she was one of dozens of African women – perhaps hundreds – who have been sterilized without their knowledge or consent in recent years because they were HIV-positive. At least 20 such cases have been documented in Namibia, some occurring as recently as six months ago, and similar cases are believed to have occurred in Zambia, South Africa and Congo.

    I feel for the other women who went through the operation. They've been violated. Something has been taken away from them. This is arrogance by the doctors.

    Women's groups say the coerced sterilizations are examples of the continuing stigma and discrimination suffered by African women who have the AIDS virus. Governments and doctors still sometimes see HIV-positive women as irresponsible dangers to society who must be restricted or even criminalized. Despite new medicine that allows them to live normally and have healthy children, many women are told they must not get pregnant. Two countries, Sierra Leone and Tanzania, even passed laws that criminalize the mother-to-child transmission of HIV.

    Sterilization is an especially traumatic blow for village women in rural Africa, who endure humiliation and being ostracized if they cannot have children. Some childless women are even labelled “witches” who “ate their children” for witchcraft medicine.

    Three years after her sterilization, Ms. Nendongo has still not dared to tell her mother about the operation. She told her boyfriend and he promptly deserted her.

    “He said, ‘My dear friend, I will not stay with someone who cannot have children.' So I have no man and I have three children. No man wants me. In Africa, if you want a man, you have to be able to give him children.”

    In remote rural districts, where women are often illiterate, many were sterilized without their knowledge, she believes. “It's because you are poor and you cannot demand your rights. You can't question a doctor. The doctor knows you can't report him – he is protected by the government. My doctor did it to me because I was HIV-positive and he thought I shouldn't have more children.”

    Ms. Nendongo, who earns about $50 a month by selling Chinese herbal medicine in her community in northern Namibia, is still hoping that her sterilization can be reversed. But she cannot even afford the cost of a medical exam, unless she can get financial compensation through court action.

    Lawsuits have been filed by the 20 Namibian women whose sterilizations have been documented most extensively. “I want the government to be held accountable,” she says. “The government destroyed our future.”

    Another HIV-positive woman from a northern village, Karina Sagaria, was sterilized in 2007 at the same state hospital in Windhoek. After a routine test, she was told to return for an unspecified operation, and to bring blankets for an overnight stay.

    A nurse told her to sign some papers. “I said, ‘What am I signing for?'“ she recalls. “They just said, ‘Just sign this and get on the bed. Shut up and sign.' So I signed.”

    Ms. Sagaria, who is illiterate and painfully shy, could not read the writing on her health card. A few days after the operation, a nurse read her health card and explained what had happened. “You're sterilized and you can't have any more children,” the nurse told her.

    Ms. Sagaria was stunned by the news. “I wanted to commit suicide,” she said. “To not give birth to another child – your life is ruined. I'm still in shock. I have a boyfriend and I want to get married, but I haven't told him. If I have to tell him, he will leave me and look for someone else who can have children.”

    Ms. Sagaria, who is now 38, lives in a cattle-farming village where she takes care of her 16-year-old son and five other children who were orphaned in the village. She is hoping that the lawsuit will provide some compensation for what happened to her. “It was unfair,” she says. “It was because I'm poor and didn't know anything.”

    An activist group, the International Community of Women Living with HIV/AIDS (known as ICW), is supporting the lawsuit by the sterilized women. Trial dates for the first six cases are due to be set next week.

    We are still seeing new cases,' said Jennifer Gatsi-Mallet, a leader in Namibia with the International Community of Women Living with HIV/AIDS. 'Some women are scared to go to the hospital now because they’re afraid they will be sterilized. In Africa, if you can’t have children, it’s even worse than living with HIV. You must have children.'

    Researchers at ICW believe the sterilizations were a result of secret government guidelines sent to the hospitals, based on outdated information about the risk of a pregnant woman transmitting the virus to her infant. The women's group has asked for new guidelines to be sent to the hospitals, but has seen no sign of it so far.

    “A lot of this stems from really strange and rudimentary fears about HIV-positive women,” said Aziza Ahmed, a legal expert at ICW. “I think people want HIV-positive women to be punished in a way. There's that attitude that blames women for the spread of the virus.”

    The Namibian government, in its response to the lawsuit, has argued that the women were informed of the operation and gave their consent by signing the forms. But most of the women say they were never told of the nature of the operation. The consent forms were brought to them when they were lying drugged on hospital beds or in operating theatres when they were about to give birth.

    Even in cases when the operation was explained, the women say they were pressured into it. Some were told the operation was mandatory if they wanted to stay alive, or if they wanted medical assistance in delivering their baby.

    “The doctor is always right – that's what we grow up with,” said 26-year-old Esther Sheehama, an HIV-positive woman in Windhoek who was sterilized without her knowledge in 2003. “They tell you to do something, and you do it.”

    Ms. Sheehama remembers how a nurse asked her to sign two papers as she lay half-naked in a hospital bed, waiting to give birth to her first baby by C-section. Each document was several poorly photocopied pages, and she signed them without reading them, thinking they were somehow connected to the C-section. “I was nervous, scared, lying there hungry,” she remembers. “I just wanted to get it over and done with. It was horrible.”

    'The doctor is always right – that's what we grow up with. They tell you to do something, and you do it,' said Esther Sheehama, a 26-year-old HIV-positive woman in Windhoek who was sterilized without her knowledge in 2003.

    A month later, at a check-up, a nurse asked whether she was on contraception, and then glanced at her health card. “No, there's no need for contraceptives,” the nurse told her. “You are closed.”

    At first, Ms. Sheehama assumed there was a medical rule that any HIV-positive woman must be sterilized. “We didn't know much about HIV at the time,” she said.

    But later she discovered that her son did not have the AIDS virus. Now he is five year old and healthy, and he often tells his mother that he wants a sister, like his friends at school. “I'm very, very angry,” she said. “Having children is my choice, not a doctor's choice. I want them to see that women have the right to their own bodies. Don't be a policeman over me.”

    Saima Moses, 28, discovered that she had HIV in 2006 when she was pregnant. After giving birth, she was told to return for another procedure. She said the medical staff wrote “BTL” on her health card, but refused to explain what it was.

    At the last minute, her operation was cancelled because of an electricity failure at the hospital. As she left the hospital, she finally persuaded a nurse to tell her what “BTL” meant. The nurse said it meant “Bilateral Tubal Ligation” – sterilization.

    'I feel for the other women who went through the operation. They've been violated. Something has been taken away from them. This is arrogance by the doctors. They shouldn't just take you into an operating theatre without telling you what they are doing. Sterilizations are still happening today and people don't know what's going on,' said Saima Moses, 28, who only avoided forced sterilization because of a power failure at the hospital.

    “I was this close to getting it,” Ms. Moses said. “I was so sad, I was crying. I didn't go out of the house for two weeks. I never went back to the hospital. I felt misled – I was so furious that I felt I might kill someone.”

    She tore up her health card to ensure that the sterilization would never be carried out. Years later, when she visited the hospital to ask for her medical file, the staff said it was unavailable.

    “I feel for the other women who went through the operation,” she said. “They've been violated. Something has been taken away from them. This is arrogance by the doctors. They shouldn't just take you into an operating theatre without telling you what they are doing. Sterilizations are still happening today and people don't know what's going on.”

    The phrase “BTL” can be seen on the health cards of many women who have joined the lawsuit. But almost all of the 20 women in the lawsuit are from Windhoek, the capital, where the issue has gained attention. There may be many women in rural regions who are still unaware that they were sterilized.

    “We are still seeing new cases,” said Jennifer Gatsi-Mallet, an ICW leader in Namibia.

    “Some women are scared to go to the hospital now because they're afraid they will be sterilized. In Africa, if you can't have children, it's even worse than living with HIV. You must have children.”

    With a report by Mara Kardas-Nelson in Cape Town


    Here is the link to the HIV/AIDS Implementer Meeting hosted by the Namibian government; HIV/AIDS IMPLEMENTERS MEETING


















    Wushu Head

    If you are a Wushu head like me, hkflix.com is where you can cop the latest releases fresh off the press. Did you get your copy of Ong Bak 2? Tony Jaa.... sigh.
    June 10

    Nothin'

    It usually irks me when someone says I'm doing nothin'. Well today I did nothin'.... seriously. I wasn't a slob, but I did... nothin' today. What did you do today?
    June 04

    Teeth

    Please take care of your teeth! I had a cavity filled on a Tuesday, and a deep cleaning two days later. Neva again, ell to the naw. The cleaning knocked a filling out, and my world stopped for three weeks. Seven, yes seven Novocain vials wouldn't deaden the nerve, so guess who went home without relief. No amount of cloves, peroxide or oil pulling helped. Percoset was of little comfort after night fall. Ever seen a grown woman rock, pace, hum and silently cry at once. I had oral surgery last Friday, and lets say I will speak up about treatment in my mouth from now on. Two months ago I had two cavaties and my dentist decided to fill the smaller one, despite my telling him that the other tooth was causing me some discomfort. I should have asserted myself. I hate patients that tell you how you are going to treat them, I did not want to come off as one. Lesson learned, I will not sell myself short.
    May 18

    Being A Woman

    I don't recall where I heard that women are on a higher spiritual rung, but damn all this crying. At work men frequently tell me that they do not become overcome with emotion like women do. I am a firm believer that we all feel deeply regardless of hardware. Some of us express the emotion in a more familiar manner, like crying. Mister wonders why I always clap and celebrate others perceived accomplishments. I think it is part of my make-up. You know, it's just how I am built, career aside. Don't most people want to see others overcome? Okay, overcome might be the wrong word. Don't we all want to see others realize their true selves? I am a firm believer that one that is spiritually in tune overcomes the adversity of their childhood/adulthood. What lesson are you still learning? Forgiveness, self-love/acceptance. Their are so many side issues associated with the prior listed. May we treat ourselves with kindness.
    May 10

    Human

    Occupying this vessel is painful! The message I have received from so many people this year is that it is hard being human. I can attest to that message. It is hard being human. It is difficult wearing this skin. I think it is the vulnerability that we must deal with that makes it so uncomfortable. I used to envy the Everest climbers, but I have come to realize that they walked the self realization walk as well. The pain that I feel, that you feel, they felt in prior lifetimes. So, we will all in time be Everest climbers. All the shame of being who you are this life time will pass. I truly believe that I called this experience to me. It is how I have chosen to experience my souls higher purpose. How else would I experience What I am? I am this creature that feels others pain. How else could I be a thoughtful, caring being? Today I am thankful for the gift of sharing others pain. Be a willing ear to another soul, it's what makes us human. Peace, walk with grace.
    May 08

    Farrah

    I know there is so much going on in the world, and a lot of people pass daily from illness. I don't usually comment on people passing, but Farrah' illness is a sensitive topic for me. I pray that she feels the love of the world around her. I pray that her mother and angels make her passing easy. I pray that her spiritual Guide brings her comfort. I pray that she feels not her ending, but the continuation of her souls journey. May she live and pass with Grace.
    May 04

    Good Morning

    I just finished my morning run. I am full, my cup runneth over. The sun is up usually at 4:30 in my part of Japan, so I am out the door no later than 5:10. The morning air is cool, for which I am grateful. It can get so muggy back in Georgia at the same time of day. Step out your door and inhale deeply. The air seems so fresh this early. The quiet is a gift. Mister runs at 7:00, I keep telling him he's missing so much that late. We live in a running community, 7:00 is the preferred running hour. At 5:00, I feel that I have the universe to myself. All of my senses are engaged. My commune with my Creator is unfiltered. Today, I am thankful for my senses. I am thankful for all the stimulation that fills me at 5 in the morning. I am thankful that I can take that fullness with me throughout my day. Walk with Grace.
    April 29

    Taebo

    Don't laugh... I was asleep on the couch a little after 6:30 yesterday evening. Yesterday morning, I wiped the dust from my Taebo tapes. Yeah, it's been that long ago since my purchase. I almost didn't ship my VHS player... what the heck are they called again? Mister, was eating breakfast while I was huffing and puffing away. His only comment was that I would sleep well. Man, Billy puts a whooping on you. It was like a sneak attack, I don't recall being this challenged in a while. I looked at the tape run time, 24 mins, and I was already talking back to Billy. A whole bunch of hell no's and what the. When I was finished I really felt chipper though. Mister was sitting in his chair telling me about his day. I recall telling him how sleepy I was and looking at the time. 6:30, what the, next thing I know I am waking up. This was not a nod off, I didn't hear Mister telling me he was going to the store, didn't hear the front door open or close. What's worse is, I didn't hear him return. Next thing I know, it's 8pm and I am getting in the shower and then bed. Unfortunately I was up and about at 3am, oh well. Be a great day.
    April 16

    UGH!

    I have so much to be thankful for. This week I have been under the weather, Mister and I clubbed it up last Saturday which brought on a head cold. My left vocal cord collapsed sans thyroid surgery, so breathing with a head cold is labored. So, we clubbed in our neighborhood, I had a great time. I was overdressed, but I felt comfortable. My mother always said "dress for your end destination". I know from experience that owning a business is expensive, so wearing slacks to a club is just my big up (respect)to the owner. Besides, I am a firm believer in keeping some clothing items in the bedroom. Seriously, isn't that why he married me, y'all know, act like a lady in the street and a hmmm behind closed door. The booty my grandfather gave me got felt up by a native woman while I was dancing. Mister found that funny. So many feelings shot through my head at the time. Laugh, smack her hand, slap her face, punch her face. Relax, I behaved like a lady, and looked her in the eye and laughed. She recognized the don't do it again look in my eye. I am so proud of myself. Mister would like to club in Ruppongi the next time we step out, I am very apprehensive as there is an Embassy warning about that area. Apparently Americans are being drugged and robbed in clubs that area. While y'all are playing, the Nippon women know how to do the "Stinky Leg". LMAO still! Peace, let's walk this walk with Grace
    April 03

    Uncle!

    Rambling A few times a week I check out different Sierra Leonean forums, the views this week have me saying enough. Uncle, uncle, uncle! I can't take no more y'all. I could not understand how my mother made the decision to never move back to her birth place, now I do. I have been enamored with this country most of my life. No matter how bad things got in Sierra Leone, I maintained my reverence. I can't take African's bad mouthing Westerners for helping. Seriously, if Africans' can fix their countries they should shut up and do so. The sideline refereeing is played out. Sierra Leoneans' have been complaining about how Westerners' depict the country since it's inception. All the reasons my mother gave for not retiring in her birth place are still valid decades later. Is there a forum where Salone folks discuss the good they are doing?
    March 24

    Growing Pain

    My girlfriend once told me that growth is usually about this same issue. In her famous words; Life is an onion, with different layers to the same issue.

    Today I watched The Secret Life of Bees… I know, but you know I believe in Perfect Timing. Mister said, baby I was wondering if you were ever going to stop crying. I had an epiphany after May died. This darn onion, my journey is still about self love.

    It hit my like a ton of bricks, oh come on, I thought I had moved on from this. I suddenly realized this would be my walk this lifetime. Hence the prolonged crying session. No mama, no daddy… this isn’t funny God. I had been feeling and glimpsing my greatness lately.

    I felt sad for my soul, not self pity, just a deep sadness. I wonder about the Me at the end of this journey. I know what I come from and whom I come from, but the experiencing of the walk to self knowing is still painful.

    Are you still shedding your current skin? Here’s to the ever growing realization of You. May we walk this journey with grace.

    February 23

    NEW EXPRESSIONS OF OURSELVES

     

    It's after two am, it just dawned on me that I am still struggling with insomnia. Granted, I am sleeping better, and feeling better. I forgot to tell you that I am now sporting a new hair do. I know that's nothing new, what I mean is, I now have about a quarter of an inch of hair on my head. I love it, I feel free, no longer enslaved to primping. I gave myself the gift of time, an additional thirty minutes a day.

    I have gone through another spiritual shift. A new age of self realization, this shift is more personal, intimate. I didn't fight it this time. I am living patiently with this new me. Knowing that by consciously embracing this new me, my lessons will be easier to experience. Here's to new expressions of ourselves, and the beauty of grace to embrace these expressions with a joyful heart.

    February 16

    Thankful

    I am thankful for this day, and all the lessons it will afford me. I am thankful that you found this blog. I am thankful for all the vessels in my life and I hope that this statement of gratitude benefits you. I am thankful for all the smiling strangers that my creator sends my way. I will pay it forward with grace.

     

     

    Peace is always with you.

     

     

    February 10

    Travel

    I love Japan! Please travel, I don't care if you take a two hour drive, just travel. I promise it does the soul good. I am not saying that I couldn't complain, but why should I. Really, I am gainfully employed with health care and a roof over my head. Please, if you can spare the extra gas, take that drive, book that flight.... 2008 proved that all does change. People that you know will not be here tomorrow, things that seem of great import today will not matter that much, so please see something different and appreciate it.

    On Sunday's I would pack a lunch and drive an hour or two in one direction and see the sights. I am not saying that the sights would be to my liking, but it was something different. I made a habit of learning about that town via Google when I returned home. I ended up with two to three co-workers joining me frequently, most of the time we would sit in Bee's trunk quietly enjoying lunch. Those moment's are priceless, so don't tell me you don't have the funds!

    I am thankful for; my eyes, they allow me to take in the view.  My mother, that woman did not play when it came to schooling, and travel. Schooling affords me my current lifestyle.

    What are you thankful for?

    Ain't been a good friend.

    I ain't been a good friend to y'all! I've been selfish in not sharing all the goings ons, as Bernie Mac, would have said. Did you notice the hyphenated name.. huh, huh huh?
    Yeah, it's 'bout time. What has changed, you ask? Me, now you know it is always about me. Do I have to school you about my views? It's always about me, or you in your case... the buck always starts and stops here. Simply, what I thought were his short comings were mine.... ha ha! We always think it's about the other person, but no, it's about you and the lesson you should be learning at that moment. So what have I learned?
     
    I have learned that it's okay to be soft.... naw, it's okay for me to need and want this man. Yes, I need this man, and it's my right to answer to him. After all, someone has to hold me accountable. Let's get it straight, there are things that I still can't stand about him, and you bet he's voiced his pains, but isn't that what it's about. Like I said someone has got to hold me accountable. So, with that in mind, he is my soulmate, my mirror, and I am thankful that he held on this long.
     
    Here's to this new chapter in my life and yours, may we navigate it with grace!
     
     
    Peace is always with you,